Nick Grant - Nobody (Biggie Tribute) lyrics

[Verse 1: Nick Grant] This is how you gotta sound for 3 Thou to respect it A Style like the brother Nas, meshed with A revolutionary with a d**h wish, Muah! Heres a blessing n***as dropping dimes, like when i split with my ex-b**h The Time is now, you just got her Man, I taught hoes line for line I'm the barcode, Narco, Shout "I Shine!" Think I'm Michael with the large nose Shorty with the watch, she's got me in mob mode Marlon Brando, Set the date, i bet you cancel Funky, go check the hamper, go hard like clearing samples n***a Please bear witness, I'm on my Grizzly I pray the lord forever with me, a slimmer Biggie Range colored gray, like a gloomy day, OK Fast Life, Diamond Chain, causing blur, Otay Since a young buck turning tricks, Cirque du Soleil Cold-Hearted, got the shivers we ain't selling [no shake] There's no way around it im that n***a, uh The lyrical album feel a thriller, uh I promise your album feel a filler You no King, boy, we question your style, you like The Riddler (ha!) Not the shooter, but rolling with well known shottas All black whips that look like we [cloned shabba] From the struggle, single mother, no poppa Give a f** if they real sisters, go home Roger [Chorus] Youre Nobody, till somebody, feels you Youre Nobody, till somebody, feels you [Verse 2: Nick Grant] You ain't talking my speed then move along For cheese n***as squeeze, like crackers in uniform Ride coupes, sunroof, bald spot, like who Lebron? Smooches for the ring, new King truly a Don, uh Bless my fools, Fresh my clothes, think of baby mama drama when the tek's unload You can have her if you bag her hope your swagger Mick Jagger Boy we cakin you forgot the main sh** in your batter Bring Backup, lyrically none of them messing with me Riding with some Queens like bumping the best of 50 You gotta watch how 12 play, Im feeling pissy She came late, allmost got ate like 7:50 Cla**y, i know my teachers dissapointed Thoguht i would be nothing,mommas youngest must be double jointed Got me twisted, If i ain't the sh** i must've missed this Sadistic, cancel Christmas, still on her wish list f** Police, I creeps and ducks the law Everybodys a ho, Karma f**s us all [Third strapping], can't imagine what the lust must cost n***as tricky with they green like it's putt putt golf Scorcesi, or you could face off with these Gold Desi's (Blah!) I pull out quicker than "Daddy's Home", shatter bones Then i skirt off on rally chrome,fast buck sh** get scary, Jim Carey for green they mask up (Blah!) [Chorus] Youre Nobody, till somebody, feels you Youre Nobody, till somebody, feels you